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[XI. The snow is gone]
The snow is gone;
The waters run,
Through valley rushing,
From cavern gushing,
And foam along
In light and song.
The waters run,
Through valley rushing,
From cavern gushing,
And foam along
In light and song.
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The sky is blue;
The Spring is new;
The buds are swelling;
The stag is belling;
The lark and dove
Bring life and love.
The Spring is new;
The buds are swelling;
The stag is belling;
The lark and dove
Bring life and love.
The woods are green;
In emerald sheen
The grass is springing;
The vales are ringing
With hound and horn:
Young May is born!
In emerald sheen
The grass is springing;
The vales are ringing
With hound and horn:
Young May is born!
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